The Portal of Wonderland

Somewhere in the square, Lu Zhong and others looked anxious.

Just before the five peaks had changed, Caier had told them of Ishima's speculation.

Fortunately, Shi Mu had long been aware of it and had dealt with it at this moment.

Today, the fighting around them is unfortunate, and they have to lead the Allied armies under their command and intensify the annihilation of Heaven's armies.

……

At the same time, an unknown starry sky.

Millions of stars scattered over them in a pitch-black sky, each emitting a distinct halo of illumination that seemed dazzling.

At the depths of the distant sky, a galaxy of stars, like a pale white belt, stretches across the starry sky.

Beneath the galaxy like a jade belt, a blurry light is shining.

In the light cover, there is a white octagonal altar suspended for hundreds of miles in a square, and the white light shines brightly on it. It cannot be seen whether it is made of fluorite or white jade.

The octagonal altar consists of eight layers, one layer taller than the other, with the largest bottom layer, nearly 700 miles square, while the highest layer also has a diameter of seven miles.

At the edge of the highest altar, stands a tall man in a golden robe.

This person has a distinct angle, a serene expression on his face, quite a temper of not being angry and self-esteem, and the pressure coming from his body is even more pounding and palpitating.

How can such an attitude, besides emperor, be anyone else?

At his side, he stood silently at night attacking the black robe, staring down at the green glow on the ground.

The emperor caressed the white railing on the edge of the altar with one hand, his eyes swept down, looking at the remaining seven layers of the altar, but the corners of the eyebrows were lifted slightly independently, hidden a little joy, but it was not much to show.

Just above the altar, there are hundreds of thousands of stars embedded in the entire curtain, with countless gleams of haunted green light.

These green lights are not evenly distributed on the altar, some are very dense, others are very sparse, and some areas are still pitch-black, and there is no green light.

The eyes of the emperor swept from the lowest level to the second level, then came on patrol all the way up, and looked at the green light around him, finally showing a clear smile on his face.

That look is quite similar to the peasants who have been struggling to cultivate for months and have finally waited for the harvest season.

The emperor leaned over and pulled a green light down in front of him, but with a black lamp, those green lights were the flames in the lamp, and on each lamp was engraved an ancient awkward bold word “underneath”.

“There are not enough underlights, and there are still too few dead souls.” The emperor looked for a moment and put the lamp back in place, muttering in his mouth.

“Don't worry, my lord, once this battle has begun, it will continue to consume the souls of the dead. As long as there are constant killings in the South 24306; Palace, new souls will continue to be created. Naturally, this lamp will take as much as it takes.” Wu-night said with no expression.

“Nevertheless, the pace has slowed down, and the fighting needs to be more dramatic if the blood moon is to disappear faster.” The emperor muttered to himself.

He stood up and walked behind his back to the middle of the altar, no longer looking at the surrounding underlights, but his eyes crossed the pitch-black sky, looking at a lonely star in the distance, above which the light was bright.

“Oh, looks like he found out, so, just right.” The corner of the emperor's mouth rose slightly, lifting with one hand, and the palm of his hand sometime exceeded a fist-sized transparent spirit bead.

“Pfft”!

Five fingers tight, the spirit bead crushed by it.

At this time, Wu-night, ignoring the actions of the emperor, his eyes fell on the octagonal altar.

Throughout the octagonal altar, complex and dense golden symbols converge into a chain of symbols interwoven across each other into a golden screen of more than a thousand miles.

But beneath that curtain is the Shadow Anger, the ghost, and there are thousands of dark shadows floating in it.

In the myriad pitch-black shadows, a hideous and horrible face was revealed, but he was constantly traveling wildly, struggling to get out of the scope of the light screen, yet still locked away by this light screen, unable to escape.

“Hu hu hu...”

The struggling shadow of the road eventually inexhaustibly attracted by the golden light screen and merged into the light screen. Almost at the same time, a dark green underwater lamp lit up on the white altar.

As more and more shadows of the dead enter the light screen, the brighter the number of underlights lit on the octagonal altar, the more intense the dark and cold scent emitted throughout the Great Battle.

……

Ishima looked at the peak that had turned into a full-bodied red peak, and she was not angry and rejoiced.

It seems that his speculation should be correct. These five peaks are indeed the key to opening the gates of the Xuan Realm. Just destroying the five peaks will make the Emperor's plan go away.

He drank loudly, lifted all his true qi, lifted his arms and raised his hand to the top of his head.

The golden pattern of the turning stick wraps around, creating a more victorious light than just now, and it takes a drum to break the shield on the surface of this peak.

At this moment, a hundred-length, more than a dozen large black columns of light radiated from underneath, rapidly hitting the head of the stone pasture.

A horrific fluctuation of spiritual power emanated from the black light, with a dark arc wrapped around it, an environment that seemed to destroy everything.

In Shi Mu's heart, Shi Rin stopped in the middle of the sky.

This black light gave him a very dangerous feeling. At the moment, he couldn't help attacking the mountain peaks, and the spiritual light flowing around him reflected out, risking to escape the attack of this black light.

Boom! Boom!

Just at this moment, in the middle of the five mountain peaks below, the entire White Jade Square swung violently, the ground cracked a huge crack, countless pieces of rubble flew out of it, shooting around, shouting a thunderous whistle, containing a terrible force.

There are four screams right now!

Tens of thousands of people were submerged in boulders in the heavenly alliance and the heavenly army, which were in the middle of a fierce battle in the square, and suddenly chaos broke out.

A number of people from both sides, close by, were hit by these boulders, the body protection gas burst, the whole body broke bones, repaired to the slightly weaker, but also died instantaneously.

The Yantian Alliance and the Tiantian Residual Army could not continue to fight each other. They fled and fled, hiding from the boulders, while fleeing towards the distance and showing their fear.

Lu Xuzhong and other divine realms existed for a moment to stabilize his mind, hastily sacrificed defensive magic treasures, and covered his army's evacuation.

About 30 percent of the people who breathed died in the gravel.

The skeleton army summoned by Shimu and Wu-night are the most tragic, most of the terrestrial death spirit creatures are less intelligent or unable to fly, almost as many meteorites, only a few powerful people, barely escaped their lives.

Boom, boom!

In the eyes of all, beneath the surface of White Jade Square, which was already completely unfaced, a black head of mountainous size slowly emerged, eyes flashed with red light, and the cold gaze straight towards the stone pasture.

Shi Mu similarly glanced at the past at this moment, and his heart slightly slipped.

The colossal black light flashed in the mouth, apparently coming from the black column just now.

Its black head is like a dragon's head, covering this layer of pitch-black scales, with a pair of small eyes, a very large mouth, dark and unseen, deep and scary.

Shi Mu was stared at by the black head and there was a deep cold in his heart.

The black head put tremendous pressure on him and although he didn't know what kind of monster it was underground, his strength was never below him.

A thunderous roar from the black head!

Boom, boom!

A clear ripple appeared in the surrounding void, and the sound waves caused the mountains to overturn the sea towards the surrounding area, causing an airflow storm.

The Yantian Alliance and the Tiantian army have not yet flew far away, and some of them have grown weak, emitting terrible screams, trembling violently, bleeding out of the five officials, and even some have died as a direct result of sonic waves.

The ground swung and trembled, shaking within hundreds of miles of each other, as if the heavens had collapsed and the earth had split.

The black head was raised slowly, a huge black figure slowly drilled out of the ground, but a huge to unimaginable black giant.

A hundred miles in size, the black turtle shell almost halves the space between the five peaks. The dark turtle shell emits a spectacular metallic glow. It is incredibly thick and indestructible. What is strange is that it has some golden cloud-like patterns on it, and the edge of the turtle shell is serrated, flashing a cold light.

Four black claws protrude from under the tortoise shell and are incredibly cold.

The claw is also very similar to the dragon claw, and the toe has long, curved black teeth, like a black curved knife with a handle, which is chilling.

Shi Mu's pupils shrunk and his heart was shocked.

This black giant hides underground, and he didn't even realize it before. It looks like he has a concealed aura of magic.

“Stone boy, be careful, this big turtle should be an ancient ruin of flooding, golden shade of electricity! Although the blood does not seem pure, it is also extremely powerful!” The Spirit of Water spoke with a loud voice.

Ishima nodded and looked to the Alliance of Heaven.

At this moment, the Alliance has fled far away. At this moment, there are only more than 100,000 people left. The heavenly armies are even more tragic. At this moment, there are only tens of thousands of remaining defeated soldiers, far from the range of the five mountain peaks, farther than the Yantian Alliance.

Ishima distracted herself in a moment, in the dark in front of him, and the black giant wax appeared in front of him empty-handed.

Huge figure, lightning fast, like a transient.

A black giant mouth, a black ball hundreds of feet in size, flying out of its mouth, wrapped around a path of black lightning, crackling, powerful, striking toward the head of the stone pasture.

Moreover, its two foreclaws swung violently.

Hula!

Two rows of pitch-black, moonlike claws emerge, each row of claws is a thousand feet in size, equally lit with pitch-black lightning, staggering against the body of a white giant ape.